Have Mercy

A man reflects while trapped inside a cave, pinned by a fallen boulder. As he awaits his friends return, he begins to understand that he may die.

Submitted:Mar 7, 2013
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Moments slip by. Time
is like sand seeping through the cracks of floorboards. The
silence weighs heavily on me, even more so than the boulder that
pins me. Drops of water sing to me in echoing choruses out of the
darkness of the cave. The source of life was so out of reach yet
it taunted me with its closeness. They promised to return with
help and that is where I put my faith. The initial feeling was
the worst pain I'd ever felt. The sharp edges of the boulder dug
into my skin like the teeth of a hungry dog. The sound of the
bone snapping still echoes in my mind. Hot blood ran down the
north wall of the cave, the wall I found myself pinned to. It had
all happened so fast. My only option was to trust in my friends.
They promised to make it back to home base and send for aid, but
I doubted they would make it. The journey would take them in
through the night and they had already run out of food. The
thought occurred to me that my body might become a part of this
cave. Forever pinned at my mercy, my blood marking my grave and
the boulder outlasting me, even remaining in death to taunt me. I
close my eyes, willing to accept my fate. Hope still flickered at
the back of my mind like the flame of a candle. I trust them, all
of them. They will come back for me.